Cat Talk About Relationships

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Cat Talk About Relationships

I have to admit that I have never owned a cat. Not that there's anything wrong with living with a pet of the feline persuasion if that's the particular road you've chosen to go down. The problem I have is that all of the real life cats that I've come across never match up to cartoon cats of my acquaintance. One of the most annoying, if not outright nasty, features of a real cat is the litter box. I know it's supposed to be a positive thing that the cat goes to the bathroom in the house and you don't have to take him out to the yard or on a walk to do his business. But the reality is that the litter box is gross. Period. There are lumps of sand-covered shit in your house. Period. Have you ever seen a cartoon cat use a litterbox? I haven't. They have more class than that. And I don't want a cat that ignores me ninety per cent of the time. I want a cat that's always hanging around me, always ready with the sarcastic comeback or the hilarious wisecrack. I would gladly make pan after pan of lasagna for a cat like that. Or a cat that has a real purpose in life. A cat that's totally obsessed with catching and eating a particularly annoying bird. All the cats that my friends and relatives have show no such initiative or dedication to a goal in life. From what I've observed, their lives are basically devoid of purpose. You're better off having a stuffed animal for a pet. They're not going to leave hair balls all over the place, and you can hug them as much as you want and not have to worry about them scratching your eyes out or giving you a bite that puts who-knows-what into your blood stream. Sorry, kitties, but I only have one life, not nine. Now if you'll excuse me, there's a very talented brethren of yours singing on a fence somewhere. I think I'll go catch his act one more time.